ernie macmillan: former head boy (pompouspuff) wrote in quills, @ 2017-05-03 19:29:00 |
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I heard from Justin - he's been released and is at Mungo's. I'm going to try to visit him in the next few days, if anyone wants to come or has a message to pass on.
I'm home, got released today. If anyone still in the hospital needs anything let me know, I'm apparently already getting a novel with a shirtless man with long hair and a kilt on the cover for Sally, so since I'm definitely ordering that by owl post instead of going to a store and having to buy it in person if you have any other owl post orders just let me know.
I'm getting really worried about Wayne - no one's heard anything? Should we reach out to his parents? I don't understand why they won't just tell us who's still missingor confirmed deador any other information they have.
If ever I needed distractions from what was going on it would be now, but you're not here to give them. In fact, you're the reason I need them. It's really not fair that you developed this "let's distract each other" system and then disappeared when I really needed it.
I'm sorry. I should have stayed with you, I should have been there, I should have killed the damn werewolf. We could have stayed together and still fought and still done good and then maybe you'd still be here. I know you like Divination and all, but if all the readings you did and Parvati did didn't warn us about this, they're bullshit. Yes, I said bullshit and you're not even here to appreciate my swearing. You were supposed to throw a party and sneak pot into my brownies, and then we were supposed to go to the World Cup and spend the whole time snogging and maybe even watch a game or two and then you'd go to WADA and become a famous actress and I'd proudly tell everyone "You know Lavender Brown? She's my girlfriend." But instead, I'm here and you're not, and it's just not fair, okay? Also, now I'm going to have to name one of my kids after a color, and as we discovered, there aren't that many good color children names, so when they get teased in school that's going to be your fault.
I miss you. A lot.
Dammit, you weren't supposed to die. You left just when Dean came back, and now I have Justin back and Dean is here without you and it's just not fair. We were both supposed to get our best mates when all this was over, and now you're gone and the rest of us are here. The war is over and now who is going to teach underage students how to make rum. This isn't fucking fair. If I swear and drink will you come back and give me a hard time about it? Also, now I have to name one of my children Seamus, and I'm starting to be concerned that I'm going to need to have a whole litter so that I can include the names of everyone I care about that I've lost. How about if I talk about how I used to be Head Boy? Because I was, you know. I don't know if you heard, but I was Head Boy and they took it away from me and I would have been really good at it.
I'm really glad we became closer friends this year, even though it was some of the worst possible circumstances under which that could have happened. I'm really glad I knew you, and I'm thankful for all you taught me - even if at the time I thought you were probably a bad influence. I needed the exact kind of bad influence that you were. Maybe when it hurts a little less I'll go get a pint and then get drunk on rum in your honor. Hopefully it'll be better than what Jeremy made, right?
You were a right git this year, but you were my friend for longer than just one year, and I wouldn't have wished anything like this on you. On anyone, really, but you're not even close to the bottom of the list. I'm sorry we alienated you this year - maybe if we'd tried to talk less and listen more things wouldn't have ended this way.